Mengge Timur was startled at first, but then he understood the sinister intentions of Ochijin Tuha, and couldn't help but said angrily: "What do Daruhuachi say? Tamerlane bravely fought to be the first, and was covered in blood, so why talk about it?"
Deliberately letting the Ming army go?"
Or Chijin Tuha pointed at his nose and roared: "I have always suspected that your tribe is located to the east of the Ugu tribe. Why did the Ming army come from the east but not attack your tribe? Tens of thousands of Ming troops crossed the border.
Entering with great momentum, your tribe is nomadic and has many eyes, but you are not aware of it? If you were not in the east of the Ugu tribe, shielding it, and no warning came, how could the Uugu tribe be caught off guard?
A complete failure?"
Mengge Timur was so furious that he was trembling with anger: "Daruhuachi, you are such a slanderer. My people were at the front and suffered the most casualties, but you said you deliberately indulged the Ming army. [] Ugu.
The department has been ruined by others under your rule, do you want to pretend to be wrong and blame others?"
A counselor-like figure next to Orchijin Tuha quickly spoke out to persuade him to make peace: "Mingren came well prepared this time, obviously to retaliate against the Wugu tribe for plundering 30,000 guards. It has nothing to do with you. Your soldiers fought bravely.
, not to fall behind others, Daru Huachi also saw it, but saw that the success fell short, and let the Ming army return to Liaodong calmly. He was unwilling to do so, was angry for a while, and spoke indiscriminately. Two adults, let's not quarrel. Let's still
Gather the soldiers and make plans later!"
This man is Ochijin Tuha's cousin Maharte. He is relatively thin and not good at martial arts, but he is quite resourceful. He usually makes suggestions for Ochijin Tuha and is highly trusted by him.
When Erte came forward to mediate, O Chijin Tuha said angrily: "Ming Jin withdraws the troops! Let's discuss countermeasures. I will definitely avenge Ming Ren!"
Mengge Timur didn't say anything, he just held his fists stiffly, galloped forward, and gathered his remaining troops.
Or Chijin Tuha glanced at his cousin dissatisfied and said, "Mahart, how can you speak for him?"
Mahart sighed helplessly and said: "Tuha, what do you want to do to Timur? Accuse him of secretly colluding with Mingren to harm the Ugu tribe? Deliberately allowing Mingren to escape before the battle?"
Or Chijin Tuha waved his whip in the air angrily and shouted: "If I don't find a scapegoat, how can Grand Master Arutai spare me after hearing the news?"
Mahart moved his horse closer and whispered: "Tuha, I'm not stopping you from using this Mengge Timur as a scapegoat, but you are too hasty. This is a battlefield, and his people are here.
In front of you, you can't wait to pass the responsibility to him, aren't you afraid that you will jump over the wall in a hurry? Tuha, you can't always do things straightforwardly."
Mahart smiled sinisterly and said: "The key to this matter lies in whether the people above believe it or not, whether the Great Khan and the Grand Master believe it. As long as they believe it, Mengge Timur refuses to admit it.
What can you do? If you want to force him to admit it, isn't that fanciful? My brother, stabilize him first, then find a few injured and surviving herdsmen from the Ugu tribe to serve as witnesses, and send them directly to Arutai.
In front of the Grand Master, it doesn't matter whether Timur admits it or not."
Or Chijin Tuha thought for a moment, pointed his horsewhip at Mahart, and laughed loudly: "Not bad, not bad! You still have a lot of eyes, hahaha, let's do it like this!"
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Mengge Timur gathered the remaining soldiers and returned to the tribe. He returned to his felt tent and got off his horse. His slaves went to unsaddle, wash the horses and feed them fodder. Mengge Timur walked into the tent while untying his wide robe.
From the belt to the shocking incision on his leather armor, several wives and concubines in the family rushed towards him screaming and asking questions repeatedly.
Mengge Timur pushed them away impatiently and shouted: "Go away and ask Fancha to come see me!"
As he said that, he took off his leather armor and threw his bloody clothes by the tent. He walked into the tent with his back bare, and sat cross-legged on the wool felt blanket. He pressed his knees and his face was gloomy. The women were in a bad mood when they saw their husbands.
, they all stopped talking and did not dare to move forward. Only one woman who had not come forward to ask for help just now brought a bowl of kumiss, slowly walked to him, placed it on the low table in front of him, and bowed slightly.
After bowing, he had to step away.
Mengge Timur grabbed her hand and pulled her to him, and the woman sat down next to him docilely. Several other women showed jealous and resentful eyes, but did not dare to say anything.
This woman is about ten years old. Like the other women, she wears a pair of braids and a hair ornament made of coral, turquoise and other ornaments on her forehead. She wears a long and fat robe that hides her figure. She wears a collarless, sleeveless dress with no darts in the front.
, waistcoat with a long back. In terms of appearance, other girls cannot compare with her, they are different from each other by more than one level.
Although there are other girls with broad foreheads, square faces, and red cheeks, there are ordinary prairie girls, and there are also girls with beautiful faces and slim figures, but girls like her have a bright red mouth, a fair face, bright eyes, and two slender lines.
There is no woman with long, slender, black and shiny black eyebrows, so it is no wonder that Timur likes her the most.
Timur asked her to sit next to him, but did not speak. He still frowned and thought about his own thoughts. His big, calloused hands just subconsciously touched the woman's soft little hands.
Mengge Timur was a member of Wanhu House in Tatar, and his father Tong Huihou was a member of Wanhu House in Wanduoli in the Yuan Dynasty. He inherited his father's responsibilities from his son. However, he was not a human being, but a Jurchen. At that time,
, his father, under the orders of the Yuan Dynasty, suppressed the rebellion of the Jurchens, the wild people, and killed a lot of people, thus forging a grudge against the Jurchens.
When the Yuan Dynasty was driven out of the Yuan Dynasty and the internal struggle for power gradually became divided, no one took care of them. The savage Jurchens took the opportunity to launch revenge wars against them again and again. Just like the farming people could not bear the repeated intrusions of the nomads, these people were compared with
The tribes of the savage Jurchens with a little knowledge and property could not withstand the continuous invasion of those people who were so poor that they had almost nothing but their lives and were more barbaric than them. Therefore, their tribes had no choice but to leave their hometown where they had survived for generations and migrate to the south.
At that time, many Jurchen tribes migrated south, mostly for the same reason. It was because the local population continued to multiply, and with their low production methods, the local living environment could no longer meet their basic survival needs, so the tribes began to fight for survival.
Constantly fighting, in this process, the tribes with relatively higher levels of civilization and relatively greater wealth were the least able to withstand endless wars. Those who were violent were afraid of being stunned, and those who were stunned were afraid of being poor and risking their lives. So they chose the south one after another.
move.
The Jurchen tribes who moved south could only rely on the powerful forces in the south, so some of them defected to North Korea, some to the Ming Dynasty, and some to the people. Mengge Timur was taken over by the Tatars and arrived in other people's territory.
Naturally, he had to work hard for others, but the clan finally had a place to stand on, so he was determined to serve as a pawn for others. But what O Chijin Tuhan said today left a deep impression on his heart.
shadow.
He is not stupid. He clearly understands the intention of O Chijin Tuhan's words.
In order to avoid being held accountable by Arutai, the Tatar Grand Master, Ochijin Tuha wanted to shirk responsibility, but Mahart's persuasion did not make him let go of his worries, but made him even more uneasy. He knew very well what these brothers were.
What a piece of shit, Ochijin Tuha has a very straightforward temperament, no scheming, and all his emotions and sorrows are on his face. Such people are easy to deal with, but Mahart is a poisonous snake hiding in the grass. You don’t know
When will he jump out and bite you?
The beautiful woman quietly looked at his uneasy look and asked in a low voice: "Are you worried?"
Mengge Timur shook his head, nodded again, remained silent for a long time, and then told what he was worried about. The woman thought about it and said: "Tatar eyes, you are always an outsider, and when there is value,
, let you charge into battle for them, and when sacrifice is worthwhile, I will not hesitate to make you the scapegoat. You will have to sacrifice your life!"
Mengge Timur said distressedly: "Otherwise, what else can we do? Thousands of people from my tribe have left their homes and have to find a place to stay. But now..."
The woman said: "The world is so big that you may not have to rely on the Tatars. Why don't you leave them?"
Mengge Timur was stunned for a moment, and said blankly: "Leave them...where else can I go?"
The woman said softly: "You can defect to the Ming Dynasty!"
Mengge Timur laughed and said: "A woman's opinion!"
The woman explained: "The people of Ming Dynasty are very important to those who surrender. They will set aside grasslands for you to graze, teach you to cultivate crops, give you cattle, seeds and plows, and make you an official. Although, Liaodong people
The Han people will also discriminate against you, and the generals of the Ming army will also extort benefits from you, but compared to the greed and cruelty of the Tatars, they are much more kind and kind."
Timur hesitated and said: "I... worked for the Tatars and killed many of them..."
The woman said: "Everyone has his own master on the battlefield. It is not a personal enmity. Who will pursue the past?"
Timur shook his head repeatedly, but his expression was no longer so firm. At this time, a young man with a dark face and a blue robe strode in. If Xia Xun were here, he would be shocked. This man was actually driving.
Yalha, the smuggler who used to sell cattle, sheep and horses in the city, as soon as he came in, he said to Timur: "Brother, you called me?"
When Timur saw his younger brother, he showed a smile on his face and called Fancha by his nickname: "Yalha, come and sit down. There are some things that we brothers need to discuss."
Yalha sat down next to Timur and asked, "Brother, what's the matter?"
Tamerlane told the story of Orchijin Tuha intending to put the blame on him, and finally said: "Although Malhat said it politely, this person is very insidious. I am worried that they will not let it go. In order to avoid too much trouble,
If the teacher blames me, most of the time, you still have to put the blame on me."
When Yalha heard this, he got excited: "Brother, if he doesn't regard us as one of his own, do we still have to work for him? The legs are on us, so be damned!"
Timur said: "Let's go? Where are we going?"
Yarha hesitated for a moment and said, "How about we join the Ming Dynasty? I know a little about the new governor of Liaodong in the Ming Dynasty, whose surname is Yang. He has a broad mind and is a good man!"
Timur didn't expect that his brother would also propose to defect to the Ming Dynasty. His mind couldn't help but become active. He hesitated for a long time and said slowly: "We just met his soldiers in battle, and we came to him rashly and said that we wanted to surrender to him. He can
Can you trust us?
The eyes of the woman sitting next to her flickered slightly, and suddenly became brighter, as if she had made a major decision. She bit her lip, suddenly puffed up her chest, and said: "Timur, maybe I can
Can help!"
"You?" Timur looked at the woman he had just bought back in surprise: "Can you help?"
The woman nodded affirmatively: "If you are really willing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty, I can help you match up. My name...is not Ji Lan, nor am I the daughter of an ordinary shepherd's family!"
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"There are more than 10,000 women, children, old and young, and more than 100,000 cattle, sheep and horses. Statistics and distribution are a very arduous task. Mo Ke, the governor now authorizes you to go to each guard station to select those who can read and count.
The soldiers come out and are assigned to your subordinates. Huke needs a lot of manpower. Pull them out and set up a separate yamen door to sort out this matter first.
The people who were rescued were asked to report their homes and have their families take them back. Any property that could be identified where it came from could also be taken back by the owner one by one. The rest of the property was waiting to be distributed uniformly! Wait for the merit list of the guards who participated in the battle.
If you submit it, I will reward you. The people of the original Wugu tribe will be registered by household and a household loan will be created. All the information that I have just proposed must be recorded clearly, which is very important for the next step of the governor's arrangements."
"yes!"
Standing in front of Xia Xun was a guard in his thirties. According to modern parlance, he was a military official. Because as the number of people in Liaodong became fewer and fewer, the civil affairs yamen had long been abolished, but those who stayed in
After all, there are still some common people, and these people cannot be left alone to manage, so the Liaodong guards have set up six offices, namely officials, households, rituals, soldiers, punishments, and work, or six departments.
These people are attached to the guard station, but they deal with civil affairs. They accept the jurisdiction of the Liaodong Dusi, and the dual leadership of the Shandong Chief Envoys Division and the Shandong Administrative Envoys Division's second branch stationed in Liaodong. This special combination of military and political affairs
The setting of one is a characteristic of Liaodong. Mo Ke was affiliated with Kaiyuan Bingbei Road, and his subordinates originally only had three or two kittens of Huke guards.
At first, it was because of the shrinkage of Liaodong's political system that these local yamen shrank and gradually became a dispensable department attached to the Wei Institute. Now, Xia Xun is deliberately letting the six departments affiliated to the Wei Institute one by one.
Expand the staff, add functions, and gradually become independent.
At this time, Zhang Jun, the commander of the capital of Liao Dynasty, came in and said to Xia Xun excitedly: "Master, some wealthy gentry, merchants, and tribal leaders came to ask, when will we sell slaves? Many of them bring money."
Here we go, haha, we can’t let them pick and choose, otherwise we’ll end up with only the old and ugly ones. The men won’t have the energy to work, and the women won’t be interested in warming the bed. Then
It's just a waste of money. It's better to stick to the old rules, make a circle of straw mats, have the same price, and let them get lucky!"
Xia Xun said angrily and funny: "Who said that the governor is going to sell slaves?"
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